Mary Oliver


Mary Oliver Poems

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1. Beans 12/16/2014
2. The Fourth Sign of the Zodiac 10/16/2015
3. Sand Dabs, Five 1/13/2003
4. The Moths 3/30/2005
5. That Sweet Flute John Clare 1/3/2003
6. The Lark 3/30/2005
7. On Winter's Margin 3/30/2005
8. The Lily 3/30/2005
9. One 3/30/2005
10. Mushrooms 3/30/2005
11. Song Of The Builders 3/30/2005
12. The Rapture 3/30/2005
13. Moccasin Flowers 1/13/2003
14. Morning Glories 1/13/2003
15. The Family 3/30/2005
16. Some Things The World Gave 1/13/2003
17. Stanley Kunitz 3/30/2005
18. The Truro Bear 3/30/2005
19. Walking To Oak-Head Pond, And Thinking Of The Ponds I Will Visit In The Next Days And Weeks 1/13/2003
20. The Humpbacks 1/13/2003
21. Such Singing In The Wild Branches 3/30/2005
22. Skunk Cabbage 3/30/2005
23. Lightning 3/30/2005
24. Snowy Night 3/30/2005
25. Toward The Space Age 1/13/2003
26. Moles 1/13/2003
27. Happiness 3/30/2005
28. The Kookaburras 1/13/2003
29. Knife 1/13/2003
30. Hummingbird Pauses At The Trumpet Vine 3/30/2005
31. Two Kinds Of Deliverance 3/30/2005
32. The Chance To Love Everything 1/3/2003
33. Picking Blueberries, Austerlitz, New York,1957 3/30/2005
34. Sleeping In The Forest 1/3/2003
35. Climbing The Chagrin River 1/13/2003
36. Peonies 1/13/2003
37. Turtle 1/13/2003
38. The Kingfisher 1/13/2003
39. White Night 3/30/2005
40. Next Time 1/13/2003

Comments about Mary Oliver

  • suck a dick (12/5/2017 11:33:00 AM)

    suck a dig niggerfaggot

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  • Loppo Louie Loppo Louie (3/8/2017 11:44:00 AM)

    How true of this.
    it just rolls with the
    flow....

  • Rohan R (7/29/2008 10:07:00 AM)

    Picturistic story narration through poetry that blends nature so well

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (7/14/2008 3:52:00 AM)

    In my journey of poetry, dear mary, you have inspired me a lot.

  • Leonard Daranjo (1/26/2008 3:19:00 AM)

    I absolutely love Mary Oliver's work. She is one of those people who stand out because of her originality and exquisite imagery. Very few poets have touched me as deeply as she has. She inspires me like a fresh breath of breeze over the literary world.

  • Vicki Mcclenahen (11/24/2006 6:18:00 PM)

    I can't begin to tell you what the work of Mary Oliver has meant to me over the last 15 years. I read and reread her poety. It touches me so deeply....her connection to nature. I wish I knew a way to contact her.

  • Jim Silva (4/4/2006 10:40:00 PM)

    To: Mary Oliver,
    I love your poetry, can you join a group of nature adorers for a summer river trip through the Grand Canyon this year?
    Jim Silva

  • ***** ***** (3/30/2005 6:59:00 PM)

    Oh Mary, this is why this site is worth visiting...Sx

  • Lenchen Elf (3/30/2005 6:18:00 PM)

    Mary, I am in awe and enraptured by the beauty of your work, thank you so much for sharing it.

  • Lare Austin (9/29/2004 12:25:00 PM)

    Mary...
    Recently a friend of mine became discouraged with her poetry and although she had just published a chapbook she was going to give up her poetry writing. She loves to write about nature. I gave her my copy of your book 'Why I Wake Early'. She is now re-inspired and looks very much forward to continuing her poetry writing. I, too, am also inspired by your writing.

    I Thank You.

    Lare Austin

Best Poem of Mary Oliver

A Dream Of Trees

There is a thing in me that dreamed of trees,
A quiet house, some green and modest acres
A little way from every troubling town,
A little way from factories, schools, laments.
I would have time, I thought, and time to spare,
With only streams and birds for company.
To build out of my life a few wild stanzas.
And then it came to me, that so was death,
A little way away from everywhere.

There is a thing in me still dreams of trees,
But let it go. Homesick for moderation,
Half the world’s artists shrink or fall away.
If any find solution, let him ...

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When Death Comes

When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn;
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse

to buy me, and snaps the purse shut;
when death comes
like the measle-pox

when death comes

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